𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 | ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝟚 𝕠𝕗 ' 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕖 ' HIATUS

lxii

" How do you know we haven't got to worry about Nott?" asked Harry.

Eurielle rolled her eyes before standing on her tiptoes and pulling a book off the shelf and shoving it into Harry's arms, " Look Mr. Paranoid, I know for a fact why Nott asked me to the party and it wasn't because Malfoy got him too,"

Harry pursed his lips, " How?" he asked once again but with more irritation in his voice.

" Jesus Christ," muttered Eurielle before looking around the deserted section, " It's because the reason he asked me to the dance was to make someone else jealous," she whispered.

Harry raised an eyebrow, " Who?"

" Zabini,"

The Gryffindor's green eyes widened before nodding in a dumb manner, " Well one less ting to worry about I suppose," he said taking another book from her and placing it in the crook of his elbow, " What are all these books for anyway?"

Harry flipped one over but before he could read it Eurielle explained, " I want to know as much as I can about my mother's condition since that bastard Snape won't help her," she said cooly before taking the books from him.

" But if Dumbledore wants you to drop the whole Malfoy thing then he most likely already knows he's up to something, Snape probably told him everything before you,"

Harry huffed, " But still-,"

" You have other things to worry about Potter," she interrupted," Like our apparition tests,"

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" So let me get this straight," said Eurielle from beside Ron, " Volde-whore murdered his grandparents, father, and got his uncle imprisoned all at the age of sixteen. Asked Slughorn about these horcrux thingies and now Dumbledore wants you to try and get the real memory from him?"

Harry nodded before taking a sip of pumpkin juice, " Well then," said Eurielle with a long sigh, " We're all going to need therapy after this bloody year, see you in class,"

The Ravenclaw hopped up and made her way over to Luna who was walking out of the hall, and upon closer inspection Harry noticed they were wearing matching radish earrings.

Potions lessons were uncomfortable enough these days, seeing as Harry, Ron and Hermione had to share a desk. Today, Hermione moved her cauldron around the table so that she was close to Eurielle, and ignored both Harry and Ron.

The three shared a look and then a quick glance in the brunette's direction before going on about their business pulling out their books and quills.

Class went on as normal with Hermione answering questions one after another amusing Eurielle slightly, " Hey Mione," she said quietly as Slughorn explained the day's instructions, " Do me a favor and don't ever be embarrassed for being bloody brilliant,"

Hermione sent her a grateful smile before nodding. She quickly turned her attention back to Slughorn. They were to make an antidote to their potion by the end of class.

As soon as Slughorn shut up Eurielle groaned rather loudly before dragging herself up to the front of the class and grabbing a green phial. She ignored the other's bickering while she tipped the vials contents into her cauldron.

She got to work and watched as Harry and Ron flipped through page after page.

Near the end she had finished a simple solution that would only delay the effects of the potion but not stop it entirely. It would then have to be followed up by another potion which she didn't have time to make.

In conclusion she half assed it but only because she was hungry and not at all in a good mood.

"Time's...UP!" called Slughorn genially. "Well, let's see how you've done! Blaise...what have you got for me?"